kanahana predicting the dang future
i had about a million things i was planning on saying about my shift today but now that im here i cant organize my thoughts enough to say anything at all except that on an only semi-related note i really just want to barricade myself in my bedroom and never come out
Queer people are like birds, all very different but with one common goal:
Bread. Hundreds of tons of bread.
ive been employed for about one week, at the least stressful job ive ever had, and im already feeling like i would rather just curl up in a dark hole for the rest of my life than go in for my shift